An: Sorry for the wait for the chapter life got in my way for being a crazy bit** and well I'm still new at this, but im getting the hang of it. Btw if anyone wants to see any songs here just let me know I listen to all genres literally so i will try to put it on here.P.s sorry for any mistakes I wrote this at midnight. Well on that note lets got on with this fic.~A
What the he-
I didn't even get to think about it as I felt someone slap me across the face. The whole cafeteria seemed to quiet down waiting for something else to happen.
I looked and saw a girl. She had a tan and black hair and eyes that…looked like my mine and….my fathers.
"Santana?"
"Eres, tu, Boo?" I asked in Spanish using her old nickname that I made up when we were smaller.
"Don't call me that!" she sneered. I felt a punch to the gut as she sneered that at me.
"Ok let's just take a sec-" I started only to be cut off.
"No! You shouldn't even get that privilege. You know how much it hurt when you left…..without even saying goodbye either! Yea it hurt a lot! Would it have killed you to even try to tell me you were leaving? Would it have killed you to try to call me when you did? No it wouldn't have would it? I guess its just because you were too much of a coward!" she yelled.
I couldn't blame her though since I did leave without warning, but it wasn't my fault that I couldn't tell her before I left. It wasn't my fault I got caught trying to contact her. It wasn't even my choice to move over to California or to move back here. But I was to blame for all this mess though I know that much is true. She didn't need to assume it was all me though before she even know what was going on.
"You think I wanted to leave! You think I wanted to leave my real family here while I left! You think I didn't try to sneak back! And what makes you think that it wouldn't have killed me if I did try to call and I got caught?"
"Whatever. Just stop lying and be straight for once"
I heard snickering beside me and turned to Puck. Leave it to Puck to laugh at a gay pun right now. Puck glanced at me probably feeling my glare on the side of his face and stopped snickering. I chanced a look at the rest of the cafeteria and took all the shocked faces. I guess it was rare for someone to stand up to Boo like this. I'm kind of proud of that it means that everyone fears her which is a classic Lopez trait.
"Look at me" Santana demanded.
I met her eyes and saw the anger diminishing and just saw confusion, relief, and some weariness left. I guess this was my chance I reached for Santana's hand only to pull away when she flinched back. I ignored the stabbing and iron grip on my heart and motioned for her to follow me. I turned and started walking toward to the restroom, but stopped when Boo walked ahead of me then took out a key to what I guessed was an empty classroom.
"How did you get that key?" I asked a little scared of what the answer might be.
"It's nothing me and a friend just need some privacy sometimes." she said with a smirk.
"Nice. Get some Cuz. Who knew you would be banging someone here wait it wasn't on this desk was it?" I asked stepping away from the desk I was propped up on.
Santana smirked and I guess I got my answer. I pointed to an empty desk and looked to Boo who shook her head.
I pointed to the desk next to that one. She shook her head.
I pointed to the desks as a whole group. She shook her head.
I pointed to the walls. She shook her head.
I shook my head with a smirk that was identical to Santana's and just opted to stay standing. A thought came to me and I pointed to the floor…..she shook her head.
"Damn Boo, I'm impressed…..you think I can find out who were people who's world you rocked."
"The person is someone you are not gonna touch, ever, understood?" she said with a possessive edge to her voice. Is it the same blonde girl that she was crazy about before I left? Nah it can't be it was too long ago.
I saw Santana's face grow solemn and knew she wanted to get serious now. I sighed and decided to risk catching a disease and leaned against the wall and waited for Boo to say something.
"What happened?" she asked trying to make eye contact.
"What do you mean?" I asked playing dumb hoping she would drop it and not notice.
"Don't play dumb with me you know exactly what I'm talking about!" damn she noticed.
"Be more specific I mean."
"Why don't you tell me why you were too coward to tell me why you left."
"Hey, calms your tits I already said none of it was my choice."
"Ok ok sorry. Lets start simple then. Where did you go?"
"California. Los Angeles to be more precise. It was nice I guess, but it wasn't home." I said thankful she was starting simple.
"That's nice. I plan on going over there….in the future I mean. I just wanted to tell you before I left." she said looking at me. I knew she was still upset I mean she said that to show me she is still hung over about me not telling her about me not leaving.
"That's cool. I didn't know that Tio and Tia were planning to move over there." I said trying not to let my disappointment seep into my voice. Boo didn't say anything, but looked like she knew what I was really feeling and smirked.
"Don't like how that feels, huh? Well imagine that, but without a single clue about me leaving. It sucks right?"
"Okay I get it your were hur- "No I still am hurt. As a matter of fact I'm completely pissed off, but if I kill you then I won't know the what happened, now will I?" she sneered. I might as well just tell her. That smile is seriously creeping me out.
"Fine. You want to know everything. Then ask me."
"Why did you leave?"
" I don't know. And before you get off at me let me tell you I had nothing to do with that decision. It was all my dad's idea."
"Well then why didn't you at least tell me. It sounds like you didn't even want to move. You could have roomed with me like we used to."
"I would have taken up that offer if I actually had it." I would do it now if I could, but that would put Santana and her…no our family in danger, "but I didn't even know that I was gonna be leaving he just told me we were leaving and we just left. I came home one day to find all my stuff in boxes and we loaded them in cars and left."
"So you didn't know?" she said already sounded apologetic. I shook my head and looked down to my converse covered shoes. She didn't respond. I didn't say anything either I just let everything soak into her head.
"What the hell happened to you?" Santana asked. She looked at me up and down probably taking in my appearance for the first time.
I looked down to my Hollywood Undead t-shirt to my torn black skinny jeans then to my rubberband covered wrists.
"What you don't like Hollywood Undead? If you don't like them then you have some bad music sense" I chuckled. Boo didn't say anything she just grabbed my hand and harshly pulled me to her.
"Hey calm down, Boo. I kinda need that arm later. Oh and did I tell you that I got a chance for the basketball team here? That's awesome right? You think I could be point guard here or maybe a guard? Well there isn't really another position for me to play since I'm not that tall." I rambled already feeling excited but nervous for the tryouts.
"What's with the whole black clothes? Do you have some kind of a black fetish? And what's with all the rubber bands?" she said playing with the bands.
She gasped when she saw what they were hiding. I quickly went to cover them, but was stopped by Santana who was now removing them.
"What the fuck? Why do you do this crap? God, first Q and now you who's next Gay Boy Wonder?
"Who are you talking about?" I asked. I immediately felt anger towards my dad because I would know exactly who she was talking about if I wasn't forced to leave.
"Why did you do this?" she said looking at my scar covered wrist.
"It wasn't like it was my choice to do this. Its just my choice to cover them." I said my eyes begging for Santana to just drop it. She seems to get it and drops my wrist.
"Fine. You don't have to tell me now, but you will tell me. Okay?
"Yes, mom"
"Hey I am not old enough to be your mother and if I was I would totally be a milf!" she scoffed.
I didn't say anything I just pulled my Boo into a hug.
"I missed your big ego." I murmured into her hair. I felt her arms go around my neck in reply.
"I'm sorry for calling you a coward. I didn't mean it honestly. I was just hurt about this whole thing and well you know how us Lopez's are when we get angry." she said squeezing me a little tighter.
I nodded into her shoulder not saying anything just reveling the feeling of having my cousin back in my life. It was hard adjusting to the move. Yea I made some friends there and I can't not be popular because c'mon I'm Rachel Lopez its in my blood to be awesome, but not having my family with hurt a lot. Sure my dad was there, but my dad has like two personalities towards me. If were in public he's a normal dad a great dad even like if we were truly happy. But when we are alone suddenly its like when my father died all over again I'm ignored, beaten physically and emotionally, but I got through it.
"Wait, did you say your trying out for the basketball team?" Santana said probably just registering what I was saying earlier and was now pulling back from the hug.
"Yea. I asked Coach Bieste if I can tryout and she said yes. I have the try-outs tomorrow."
"O my god that's awesome. I know you'll make the team. Our team sucks, but with you on the team I know they will actually win something this year." she said sounding excited now too.
"Thanks. I hope I make it I was on the team in California, but I got hurt pretty bad so I had to quit the season.
Lie. I had to quit because a teammate saw my bruises. She promised not to tell, but I didn't want to risk it so I quit.
"Nah. Don't tell me that you're a cheerleader, boo." I said barely noticing she had a uniform on.
"Yea I am. I decided to take your advice and tried out. I'm head cheerleader too right now." she said with pride.
"That's awesome, boo. I'm proud of you. And this is so a time to say I told you so. I knew your were gonna make it, but someone wouldn't get over herself." I said teasing her.
"Yea wateves. It was all me though since I did do all the work." she said bumping my shoulder.
"Hey S, are you okay? I saw you come in here with the new ki- oh sorry I didn't know you guys were still talking."
I turned around to see who came in and my breath was just gone when I saw her. She had a delicate, but completely beautiful face. I looked at her converse covered feet to her skinny black skinny jeans then to her green blouse that was covered by a leather jacket. My eyes widened when I saw her pink colored hair.
"What?" she asked glaring at me. Was she red from blushing or did she think I was gonna make fun of her look?
"Nothing. I didn't say anything. Uh, I like your look its hot, uh I mean nice. Yea I didn't mean hot. Not that your not hot though its just….yea I'm gonna shut up now" I stuttered. C'mon man up your Rachel fucking Lopez you don't get nervous around girls they get nervous around you.
She didn't say anything just turned to a darker shade of red and looked at the ground. I didn't say anything fearing that I would say something stupid. I turned and glared at Santana when she started laughing though.
"What? Don't look at me like that. Its not my fault you never got over your word vomit. At least this isn't like the time you got caught looking at my dads playboy." she laughed.
I blushed at the memory and didn't say anything. It wasn't really my fault its just that someone wasn't a good lookout.
"It was so your fault though! I wouldn't have got caught if you told me someone told me someone else was coming." I said glaring at her.
"It wasn't my fault! I was texting someone and it was really important." she said glaring back at me.
"It so was your fault."
"Was not!"
"Was too!"
"Was not!"
"Was too!"
"Not!"
"Too!"
"Not!"
"Not!
"Too!"
"Ha. I got you loser." I said grinning and doing my little happy dance.
"Yea. Yea. Whatever. What is that 2,ooo to 1?" she said with a smirk.
I stopped my happy dance and glared back at her.
"That is so not true!"
"It is true!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Wow. How old are you guys?"
We stopped arguing and turned to the hot chick that walked in earlier.
"18" I smirked already knowing Boo's answer.
"17"Santana grumbled crossing her arms and pouting.
"That's right so you should listen to me considering I am the older one out of us two." I said proudly.
"Hells no. No one tells me what to do!" she said
"What about B" said hot chick with a smirk.
"Well that's different well not different because she just like any other person and…..shut up Q!" said a blushing Santana.
"Q? The Q you just mentioned boo?" I asked eager to know something about hot chick.
"What? Oh yeah its that Q"
"Can you guys not talk about me like I'm not here even though I am." said hot chick.
"Sorry. It's just with me being new and everything I don't know anyone here. Soo yea." I said blushing.
"Oh well its okay, I guess." she said looking slightly apologetic.
"Well since you guys wont do anything let me introduce you guys. Q this is Rachel or Shorty as I like to call her, and Shorty this is Q."
I stepped forward and offered her a handshake. She looked at my hand and took it in one of her pale hands. I wanted to gasp at the electric-like spark that went up my arm and she looked like she was in the same situation.
"Umm its Rachel actually." I nervously said.
"Quinn." she replied.
I quickly stepped away from her and stuffed my hand in my pocket not saying anything.
"Wow….can you say sexual tension?" said boo. I turned and glared at her opening my mouth to say something only to be interrupted by the bell I guess lunch was over.
"Great. There goes lunch. You owe me shorty." Santana said crossing her arms.
"Okay lets go eat then. Ill pay." I said heading for the door.
"And what ditch school.?" said Quinn with a neutral expression.
"Yea. Gotta a problem with that blondie?" Santana said with with a smirk.
"No. who said I had a problem with it?" she said defensively.
"Ok then lets go. Ill drive." Boo said walking through the door.
We started walking out the building when Boo turned and started walking down the hall. Confused me and Quinn followed after her.
"Let me get B then we can go." she said pulling out a paper and scribbling on it. She knocked on the classroom door and wordlessly handed the paper to the teacher.
"Ms. Pierce Coach Sylvester wants to have a word with you. You are excused." he said not wasting any time.
A tall blonde walked out and immediately engulfed Santana in a hug.
"Sanny! Lets go I think coach is calling us." she said with so much excitement it was almost sickening in an adorable way.
"No its ok Britt. I we were gonna go eat then come back later. Do you want to come?" Boo said with a soft tone.
"Sure! Lets go. Oh and have you heard of the new chick I saw her and she's hot."
I cleared my throat to make my presence known and she turns to look at me.
"Oh look she's right there. I told you she was hot. Hi I'm Brittney. S. Pierce." she said with sparkling energy in her blue eyes. I shook her hand and gave her a smile.
"Hey. I'm Rachel Lopez." I introduced myself.
"That's so cool. You have the same last name as Sanny." she said pointing out the obvious, but not in the annoying way.
"Lopez?" said Quinn.
"Yea. Its Lopez." I said with a shrug.
I looked at Boo and noticed her confused expression. I gave her a look that meant I will tell her later.
"What Boo? You never mentioned me?" I said with a smirk.
She smirked back and crossed her arms.
"No didn't think you were important enough." she said playfully glaring at me.
"Ouch. I'm hurt." I said with mock hurt holding a hand to my chest.
I'm glad we can joke about it like this. This means that she's getting over it, but I know we still have to talk about it.
"Good then I'm doing my job right. Lets go I wanna get back before school ends." she said walking down the hall towards the parking lot.
Here is the spanish words in this chapter in case people don't know spanish.
Eres, tu, boo?-Is that you, boo?
Tio- uncle
Tia- aunt